The piano man keeps it classy for blue-hairs and Audi drivers who frequent this cheery, family-owned restaurant.
The James Beard House is partial to the Interior Mexican comida comprising this divine brunch.
This two-location iteration of real neighborhood dining has fries dipped in buttermilk you can't do without.
The tedium of loud locals and their rules of the queue are worth it for the heavenly white-meat chicken tacos.
Habitual nourishment of body, mind, and spirit is a result of telepathic kitchen staffers and a gregarious owner.
Even without an aquarium, the wonders from the deep would not be relevant were it not for the daily specials.
Don't call it a comeback, hon, the Tuesday special of chicken and dumplings has been here for years.
Sorry, stranger, cash only for the best pancakes in town.
Lunching on an avocado sandwich is just a lame excuse for splurging on champion pastries.
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